He sips the water again, lets out a heavy sigh and sets aside the glass. Lancelot isn't fully convinced he couldn't do Faolan some damage accidentally, but equally he thinks (hopes?) the likelihood of that happening is low. It's just the possibility being there at all that makes him nervous. He was just beginning to get used to floating things, after all, this other aspect to being able to sense magic -- well, he has no idea how it might change anything else.
Pushing to his feet he shoves back his hair and presses his lips together, nervous but rather determined all the same.
"May as well give it a try," he says finally, if a touch unconvincingly.
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He sips the water again, lets out a heavy sigh and sets aside the glass. Lancelot isn't fully convinced he couldn't do Faolan some damage accidentally, but equally he thinks (hopes?) the likelihood of that happening is low. It's just the possibility being there at all that makes him nervous. He was just beginning to get used to floating things, after all, this other aspect to being able to sense magic -- well, he has no idea how it might change anything else.
Pushing to his feet he shoves back his hair and presses his lips together, nervous but rather determined all the same.
"May as well give it a try," he says finally, if a touch unconvincingly.